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#1 Capt Jennifer Braggins

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Posted Star Date 22205.09 @ 22:17 (10:17 PM)

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#2 Lt (JG) Asfar Farhat Alturkia {Black}

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Posted Star Date 22209.10 @ 19:50 (07:50 PM)

Asfar, having chivvied himself into not being a maudlin imbecile for five minutes, had decided to try at least to get on with the rest of his day and not be such a internally whinging excuse for a Human being.

 

Having packed up his tools in the Waverider bay, he'd decided to take a meandering route throughout the ship as he headed to the mess hall for something inspiring from the desert selection.

 

What he wasn't expecting to see however, was a medium sized black and white dog trotting down the corridor from the opposite direction towards him.

 

He didn't mind dogs per say. It was just he wasn't a big fan of them. Small ones. The ones that were the size of say, a cat were, fine. He supposed. You can pick them up and move them aside if necessary. Absent mindedly tickle their ears during a polite conversation if they're sat next to you. That kind of thing.

 

But medium dogs or large dogs were another thing. They tended to sniff, and have wet noses. And shed, and generally just look at you when you're eating. Kind of like children. He also supposed.

 

So he just stopped in the middle of the corridor and looked at the dog. Wondering two main questions. One. Where did you come from? And, two. If I turn round and take the other corridor, can I pretend I never saw it, and hope it doesn't follow me?

 

Stepping to the left, he turned and looked over his shoulder to see if anyone else was following him, while simultaneously hoping that the animal would just carry on its own journey and not come over to him and sniff with its wet nose or shed on him while just looking at him in the hope he had food of some kind.

 

== Tag Piper... ==

 



#3 LCdr Maggie Murphy

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Posted Star Date 22209.25 @ 01:42 (01:42 AM)

 
Piper happily trotted down the corridor, having caught many scents, following one now at random. She hadn’t come across anyone or anything yet though; the ship’s air still trembled with anxiety. She had decided to pick one person’s scent and track them, and maybe figure out why there weren’t more people walking about. 
 
Aha! A live person interrupted her search for the person she was ‘following.’ Piper stared at Asfar, wagging her tail slowly. He looked behind him, carefully, and Piper continued to stare at him, her tail swishing with happy ease. When he looked back towards her, Piper carefully moved a few steps forward, opening her mouth to pant and smile at him. 
 
She bowed the front half of her body down, her butt still in the air, tail now fully wagging. “Arf!” she barked at the man, springing back up to a proper standing position. She took a few more steps towards him, bowing the front half of her body again, in a clear invitation to play. “Arf!” Piper insisted, panting, a single line of drool escaping her happy maw. 
 
 
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#4 Lt (JG) Asfar Farhat Alturkia {Black}

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Posted Star Date 22209.26 @ 18:15 (06:15 PM)

It barked. Asfar recoiled slightly. “Stay.” He said edging along the wall as the dog began wagging its tail and doing that thing where they seem to bounce from side to side before they pounce and shed and...

 

It drooled! The action made the engineer shiver.

 

He suspected it could sense his unease, and it was doing it on purpose. He knew it. It took a step nearer.

 

He hastened his step to avoid the animal. He closed his eyes to await the inevitable, but then he heard a voice.

 

== PO Neze Nobir – Unjoined Trill – Engineer ==

 

“Oh, sweetie... What are you doing out here? Is Uncle Asfar being horrible to you.” Said Neze as she knelt down and began rubbing the dogs ears.